This is a song about "I m sad"

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

When love comes callin', don’t love back

I was angry and sad

Oh your friends are sick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

Now we livin’ much better, nigga, pay whatever

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

One day i was feeling a bit sad,

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

I refuse to be another being on this earth

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters